Hanging out in an old (mostly abandoned) mining town, I often come across neat little treasures of a time gone by. Now that the weather has started to warm up a bit, the windows are open bringing in the sights and sounds of the town around me.
Yesterday, as I sat at my table writing, I heard what sounded like a shift change bell. I thought that it was rather odd that the shifts change here at 2pm, but also thought it was nice that some of the local factories still use the old bells. It creates a neat atmosphere of times gone by and still serves a functional purpose.
Today as I sat writing and heard the bells again, a friend of mine went running to the window, "Der Eiswagen!" Apparently what I was hearing wasn't the end of a shift at all. It was the ice cream truck. A steady electronic bell sound, reminiscent of the bell signaling the end of a school day is played as the truck drives down the road. The bell lacks any real festivity or lightness to it. I thought perhaps that is mostly due to the sentiment that I have placed on the sounds of the ice cream trucks where I grew up. I quickly located a YouTube video to demonstrate the jaunty Turkey in the Straw melody I was more accustomed to.
Apparently here, that's the kind of tune that is used to let the old men who recycle copper and other metals know that the collection truck is on its way!
Yesterday, as I sat at my table writing, I heard what sounded like a shift change bell. I thought that it was rather odd that the shifts change here at 2pm, but also thought it was nice that some of the local factories still use the old bells. It creates a neat atmosphere of times gone by and still serves a functional purpose.
Today as I sat writing and heard the bells again, a friend of mine went running to the window, "Der Eiswagen!" Apparently what I was hearing wasn't the end of a shift at all. It was the ice cream truck. A steady electronic bell sound, reminiscent of the bell signaling the end of a school day is played as the truck drives down the road. The bell lacks any real festivity or lightness to it. I thought perhaps that is mostly due to the sentiment that I have placed on the sounds of the ice cream trucks where I grew up. I quickly located a YouTube video to demonstrate the jaunty Turkey in the Straw melody I was more accustomed to.
Apparently here, that's the kind of tune that is used to let the old men who recycle copper and other metals know that the collection truck is on its way!
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